I LOVE

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I LOVE
Took to my heels in the middle of the night
Wondering what it takes to be lonely
With absolute quiet, loneliness and peace
All wrapped together in one night
Wondering and thinking how deep one could go in thought
Thinking about what exactly, I imagined
And again I thought; probably thinking about
life or the nature of man or anything whatsoever
And suddenly it struck me that I was already doing exactly
what I was trying to wonder about
I was already gone and deep in thought
I realised that anything can spur anyone into deep thoughts
But in the sweet quiet of this night
I took to my heels thinking about something strange,
dangerous, risky, rare but at the same time beautiful
Infact awesome
What exactly is it that is encapsulated with these controversial attributes
I realised I was thinking about Love
Seems strange and yet familiar
Seems dangerous and yet without harm
Seems risky and yet worthy of taking the risk
Seems rare and yet very common
Love is a mystery I would say
Who exactly can do justice to this mystery
There and then, I remembered a story my mama told me

A story of a man who gives without limit
Who cares without boundaries
Who most of all loves without bias or condition
He’s got two sons; one who serves and one who flirts
Flirts so much that he wished to explore
He who gives, cares and loves gave him all he requires to explore
No restrictions, no distractions, no hold ups
The father expressed his prodigal nature
And gave in total supply all that his dear son needed
With my eyeballs rolling and bulging out
I said to my mama, Prodigal?
She said, my beloved, I referred to the father as prodigal
Not to smite him, but to let you know that he gives without limit
He gave all he has to the sons
But the second son chose to flirt with not even 10% of his inheritance
Freedom you want? Liberty you want?
He will never deprive his sons of any
He flirts and spends all he was given
But his father grieves at his innocence
Come for all that belongs to you, my son
The father laments
Here I am at the road side
Waiting for the home coming of my dear son
Though you abandoned me, left your dear family
All I see is my son in whom my heart pleases
Wanting to enjoy his father’s belongings
I lament not that you abandoned me
I lament not that you let go of my warm arms
I only rejoice that you are coming to meet me
Here at this road side with my warm arms widely spread
Waiting patiently to wrap them around you
Come, flirt in your father’s abode
The father kept on in monologue
Lo, the son finishes all that he has
Got hungry, with his liver almost offered as sacrifice to the god of worms
My father will kill me if I go back home
Nonetheless, I have no choice but to return
I am hungry, I require food for survival
Still sitting by the road side
Father saw, ran, kissed and hugged his son
Only with the thought of how much he loves him
How much he adores his home coming
Just like the son, I wondered what manner of father this is
That he only sees and never saw
He only sees what is and never again saw what was

Suddenly, a song of a bird interrupted the quiet of the night
And I resumed from my thought
But all I see is a view all made for me, for my pleasure
A beautiful night for a beautiful me
The way of an eagle in the air, I know not
The way of a serpent upon a rock, I know not
The way of a ship in the midst of a sea, I know not
The way of a man with a woman, I know not
But one thing I know, one thing I am sure of;
It is the way to love
I know, not because I’m a genius
I know because I was shown
To you, love may seem dangerous
But the way that father loved his son shows to me that
Love is absolutely without any harm
Who is this father?
That same bird that broke the quiet of the night
Kept on singing to my ears;
He is God, He is Love
He holds his creations in his two palms
Watches over them like they were eggs that must not fall
He rules the affairs of men
And knows the best for all
He gives without limit
Cares without boundaries
Loves without bias or condition
Sees my best and never knows my worse
Cos to him, my worse has no records
All-powerful, All-gracious, All-loving is he that holds me firmly in his arms
Who am I to think my mistake can separate me from his love
Who am I to think I am out of his reach
Cos even when I think I’m long gone
To him, I am nearer than I could ever be
Even my flirts can never take me away from him
As far as I’m concerned, I am still enjoying my father’s love
Despite the controversies that seem to surround love
I love, not because I am a genius
But because he showed me how to
Again I say; who exactly can give justice to this love?
He who is love, God who himself is what there is with love
He is the love experience
Therefore, I love because he first loved
I love because he is the love experience
I love because he taught me how to love
I love because he is prodigal
I love and I will always love because all that he expresses is a perfect love experience
Never will I fathom this love

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